Dramatist


The heart of weakness shrank to selfpity and died
The signs came too slow to remark their grave
and emptiness settled down an uncomfortable place
itself dramatized by the end of the scenes

faces passed by at other horizons
far away one of them was just mine
I have to go

My memories got parted, the good ones were lost
words don't find their place, my thoughts can destroy
my eyes see just victims, they justify themselves
they all wear my face like sorrow just for me

I faked my world but forgot to live
a storm came to tell me that I have failed
It was too late

Should I humble myself should I take man's fate on me
My body's got weak but my mind is strong and armed
misery took over and beauty won't stand the winter
I've to darken my room and send my flesh to space

I've already done that a several times
but they won't stop recreating me
I'd never  leave me alone